He Don't Have to Know - Devin the Dude

No more procrastinatin'

I know that ass is waitin'

For this dick of mine, you’re sick and tired of masturbatin'

I patiently wait for your latest phone call

Or your sex text saying that you have on no drawers

Sending sneaky pics, straight freaky shit

My favorite one is from the back with the licky clit

You ask if we can get some time to lay low

Your man always ignore you, who am I to say no

It’s hard to refuse, she hard not to reply

Matter of fact, you make it hard right now

Why wait, we can hit the highway, through the tri-states

Or cool if you just cruise to my place

You say you’re tired of being lonely, while your one and only

Is somewhere getting drunk with his homie

You know how to pressure on me, don’t you?

But I’m glad that you phoned me

Hey, what you say?

Hoo, what you wanna do?

He, don’t have to know

So, hit me on the low when you’re ready to go

You say you’re wet and warm, ready to get it on

He’s gone, wanna bone 'fore he’s headed home

You say your emotions won’t get in the way

Hit and run, huh, that’s the game we finna play?

What you got up today?

Let’s go get a meal

He might get desperate, keep it separate, we can split the bill

He’ll, have no idea

Take four, five years for him to know our biz

But you tell me all of his, for no reason

Treason, you want me to help you leave him?

But, see I’m, available every now and then

When your pussy lips frownin', I’ll help 'em smile again

Let’s say around ten, at our sacred spot

You cold?

I’ma thaw it out then make it hot

Make it poot and fart, have it shootin' sparks

But leave your feelings at the crib so you won’t lose your heart

Hey, what you say?

Hoo, what you wanna do?

He, don’t have to know

So, hit me on the low when you’re ready to go

Hey, what you say?

(When you wanna come my way?)

Hoo, what you wanna do?

(Stick this dick in you)

He, don’t have to know

(Bust one before we go)

So, hit me on the low when you’re ready to go